Major Charactres: Nomad Crew, Dim-Dim, Mustapha, Turok, Rumina, Admir, Casib
Minor Charactres: Crewmembers, Rock Monster, Sea Serpent
(The sea monster is still wreaking havoc over the Nomad)
Doubar: All hands! All hands! (he falls)
(Sinbad and Firouz are at the tiller; Firouz falls)
Sinbad: Firouz! (he helps him up)
Doubar: Save my soul, Sinbad! The monster’s at least twenty times the size of this ship!
(The monster eats a minor crewmember; Sinbad and Firouz look on with horror; Casib comes up from the cabin and sees the monster; he runs to Sinbad and Firouz; Admir looks on, joins Sinbad and Firouz)
Sinbad: If that thing doesn’t submerge, it’ll break the ship to pieces!
(The sea monster dives, causing the ship to shake; Casib joins Sinbad and Firouz)
Casib: You’re the Captain, do something!
Sinbad: Well, I’m open to suggestions.
Casib: It’s a big fish. Spear it.
Sinbad: That thing is ten times the size of this ship. The ship is a hundred times the size of the spear. You do the math. Doubar, take the helm. Firouz!
(Doubar takes tiller, and Firouz and Sinbad run across the ship; Casib throws up on Doubar’s shoes)
Sinbad: We have to force it to dive. I’ll need to torch one of those oil barrels.
Firouz: Excellent idea! We’ll out the oil on his back, and we’ll light him on fire!
Sinbad: No! We’ll risk the creature rolling over, and it’ll capsize us for sure. We have to aim the barrel at its head. When the barrel explodes, it will hit the water head first.
Firouz: Should I load a barrel onto the catapult?
Sinbad: Okay. We only have one try at this. If we miss, we’re fish food.
(Sinbad and Firouz go separate ways)
Sinbad: (holding barrel) Light it, quick!
(Catapult rolls across deck)
Firouz: Oh no! The catapult has broken loose! Where do we launch the barrel from now?
Sinbad: I launch the barrel. From above.
Firouz: That’s insane!
Sinbad: Like having my men murdered by a sea serpent isn’t?
Firouz: Good point.
Sinbad: (to everyone on board) Batten down the hatches, and grab hold of anything that’s solid! When that thing dives, it’s going to cause quite a commotion!
(Sinbad takes the barrel from Firouz, and hands him his saber; he lights the barrel on fire; he grabs hold of a rope)
Sinbad: Wish me luck. (Firouz cuts rope, so that Sinbad goes upward with the rope to the crow’s-nest) Yes! (when at the top, he throws the barrel, aiming for the head; the sea serpent sways back and forth, smoke coming out of his mouth; he dives, then blows up; Sinbad falls off, then grabs hold of a rope, and swings down; while Sinbad is sliding down the remainder of the rope, Admir puts his hand on it, but one of Rongar’s dirks stops him from that; Rongar walks up to him)
Admir: The knot appeared to be coming undone.
(Sinbad slides down, Firouz walks up to him)
Firouz: Well done, Sinbad. Are you all right?
Sinbad: This is rapidly becoming one of my least favourite voyages (puts sword away).
(It is now day; Firouz and Sinbad are looking out over the water)
Mustapha: (whistles from crow’s-nest; Sinbad and Firouz look up) Land ho! (points)
(Sinbad and Firouz go and see; Casib and Admir walk across deck and look to see it; Sinbad smiles and pats Firouz on the shoulder)
(They go to the island in the longboat)
Sinbad: (to everyone) Find as much fruit and fresh water as you can.
Mustapha: Aye, aye.
Sinbad: I’ll fetch Dim-Dim.
(Everyone goes to do Sinbad’s bidding; Sinbad leaves; Rongar gives Admir a look, who, in turn, gives Sinbad a look)
(Sinbad is walking alone through a field on the island, when he is attacked by a hawk; he draws his sword, and tries to fight it off; when Sinbad is on the ground, the hawk leaves him alone; that’s when he notices a woman standing in front of him, holding a broadsword; he slowly looks up)
Maeve: Don’t move!
Sinbad: I wouldn’t dream of it.
Maeve: All right, Dermott. He looks harmless enough now. (she puts her broadsword away)
(Dermott lands on her arm)
Sinbad: (stands up and puts his saber away) You talked to that bird. It listened to you.
Maeve: And why shouldn’t he? We both share the same home, he and I.
Sinbad: You can talk to dumb beasts?
Maeve: (sarcastically) Isn’t that what I’m doing, right now? (she pauses) If you were half as quick with your wits as you are with your sword, you would have realized he meant you no harm. He was just guarding his mistress.
Sinbad: I just wanted—
Maeve: Back off with you! Tempt any trickery and Dermott will have your eyeballs in my hand before you have the time to blink!
Sinbad: I just wanted to—
Maeve: Oh, I know what you wanted, all right. I’ve seen the likes of you in my life before. Seafaring men arriving in big ships and taking over any land of people they choose…by force.
Sinbad: I just wanted to thank you for helping me.
Maeve: Oh. Well. Now, why didn’t you just say that in the first place? Have you not a tongue in your head? Heaven knows what Master Dim-Dim has any use for you, but he sent me for you nonetheless. Come on.
(Sinbad follows Maeve along the island, until they reach a branch that was shaped like a circle, sticking out of the ground; Maeve walks through it, and disappears; Sinbad hesitates; Maeve sticks her head back out)
Maeve: Well, come on with you! We haven’t got all day.
(Sinbad follows)
Sinbad: Master Dim-Dim!
(They hugged)
Dim-Dim: Sinbad, my boy!
Sinbad: It’s good to see you!
Dim-Dim: I see you’ve met my apprentice, Maeve?
Sinbad: We were informally introduced.
Maeve: He was about to have a go at Dermott.
Dim-Dim: I don’t supposed Dermott provoked Sinbad, eh?
Maeve: (growing angry) Indeed he did not! He was just…being curious…as any guardian hawk might be.
Dim-Dim: Then no harm done. My dear, Sinbad and I have some things to discuss. Why don’t you pack your books and then return?
Maeve: Are you sure I can trust this one?
Dim-Dim: Despite of his looks, he’s quite intelligent (Dim-Dim laughs, and Sinbad smiles).
(Maeve leaves, and walks across the garden)
Sinbad: About the company you keep these days.
(They begin to walk across the garden)
Dim-Dim: Everything has its reason, my boy. I assume you’re leaving immediately?
Sinbad: You knew we were coming?
Dim-Dim: (smiling) Oh, yes. For quite some time (grabs Sinbad’s left wrist, the one with the bracelet). As I said, everything has its reason (Sinbad looks at his bracelet). You realize, of course, that this may be the most dangerous part of our journey. Or any journey you’ve ever taken.
Sinbad: I sense that, yes.
Dim-Dim: This concerns more than just the princess’s life and the future of Baghdad.
Sinbad: I had a feeling this might be bigger than it seems.
Dim-Dim: You may not return from Rumina’s lair alive. I can’t foresee that. You may die at any time.
Sinbad: I’m willing to chance it.
Dim-Dim: Do your men realize how dire this trip might be?
Sinbad: Well, they know that if they sail with me, anything could happen.
Dim-Dim: (laughs) Brave words, Sinbad. But I knew you before you created yourself. I know what makes you tick.
Sinbad: I wish I did.
Dim-Dim: Now, Turok will put your bravery to the test. If he wins, it will be the beginning of the end of the world. Good magic will disappear. Greed and evil will prosper. Mother Nature will be abused for profit. Hopefully the magic that Maeve and I can conjure—
Sinbad: Wait. You’re not seriously thinking about taking that girl along…and her bird?
(Maeve turns around and glares at him, then keeps on walking away)
Dim-Dim: You and she have similar goals in life, Sinbad. I can’t betray her secrets…but let’s just say that the wounds in her heart are as deep as the wounds in yours.
(Sinbad watches Maeve as she was still walking away)
(Rumina and Turok are watching Sinbad through the water)
Rumina: This Sinbad has great stamina.
Turok: He’s a dead man.
Rumina: So you’ve said. But I still think of him as a potential husband.
Turok: He has luck. I’ll grant him that. But now… (holds up a rock) …his luck is about to run out. And that pathetic old man and his parlour tricks will not save him! (throws rock in water)
(Maeve walks up to the longboat; Doubar stands in her way)
Doubar: Where do you think you’re going?
Maeve: Where do you think? To the ship. Now out of my way, Tubby! (she pushes him aside)
Mustapha: Don’t you know it’s bad luck to have a woman aboard a ship?
Maeve: It’s bad luck to have idiots as well.
Mustapha: Say something about my mother.
Maeve: She raised a loud-mouth son.
(Mustapha pulled out his sword, then handed it to Rongar; he tries to flip Maeve, but she surprises everyone by flipping him)
Mustapha: Welcome aboard.
Maeve: (walks up to the longboat; Casib is standing in her way) Out of my way, you little squint.
Doubar: Master Dim-Dim! (he laughs, and goes to his old master)
(Dim-Dim notices the prince, and the grand vizier; then he goes to the longboat; he turns around before getting in)
Dim-Dim: Let me take one last look at this place.
Sinbad: You’ll be back before you know it.
Dim-Dim: I think not.
(Then the ground begins to shake; everyone jumps into the longboat, after pushing it out to sea)
(The island disappears when they get back on the Nomad)
Sinbad: Your island. Where’s it going?
Dim-Dim: The place where all discarded dreams go.
(They turn and begin to walk across the ship)
Sinbad: Turok?
Dim-Dim: And it’s only just begun. There’s the stench of death aboard this ship, Sinbad. Evil has invaded it.
(Sinbad and Doubar at tiller)
Sinbad: What a cockeyed crew. A feckless prince, and a would-be witch.
Doubar: And don’t forget our knife-thrower (they chuckle).
Sinbad: This is what makes life worth living.
Doubar: Ah, If only we could bottle moments like these, eh?
Sinbad: Mmmm. Let’s just pray we reach the princess in time.
Doubar: Aye (turns and pats Sinbad on the shoulder).
(Casib walks up to Dim-Dim)
Dim-Dim: Hello, my prince.
Casib: Hi Dim-Dim…about what happened…how I acted…
Dim-Dim: That’s all in the past, my prince (puts arm over Casib’s shoulder). We were all grieving the death of your mother. None of us were in tiptop shape (takes arms away). Ah, let’s take a look at you. Ah, I see you’ve filled out quite a bit, but you haven’t been eating as much greens as you should.
Casib: How can you tell?
Dim-Dim: Just look at your stomach.
(Casib looks, and Dim-Dim makes a quick burst of fire; they laugh)
Dim-Dim: Gotcha!
(Admir is watching them; Sinbad is on the rope below the crow’s-nest)
Voice from below: Captain!
(Sinbad slides down the rope; Sinbad sees Admir at the bottom)
(Sinbad walks up to Maeve, who is sitting with Dermott, reading her magic books)
(Sinbad touches Dermott’s feathers, and he squawks)
Maeve: Dermott doesn’t much like you.
Sinbad: Well, the feeling’s mutual.
Maeve: He doesn’t care for men at all.
Sinbad: Oh, I like birds…if they’re cooked properly.
Maeve: I have reading to do.
Sinbad: Well, I just thought that since we’re supposed to have so much in common we should—
Maeve: In your dreams!
Sinbad: I just assumed you were after Turok as well.
Maeve: It’s not Turok I’m after. It’s the daughter.
Sinbad: What have you got against her?
Maeve: (looks at Dermott, who squawks) I have reading to do (she turns away, and continues reading her books).
Sinbad: Well, if you need anything, just call…or squawk (he gets up, and walks away).
(Maeve looks at him; then her bird when he squawks)
Maeve: I know, Dermott. I know.